After having spent half a day in the house without a fridge or stove (or furniture, with the exception of the computer desk, chair, and a futon) it makes me wonder how people survive after catastrophic events like a hurricane. I can only imagine what hardship of that magnitude is like, but I really miss the fridge - Doritos don't quite cut it. Luckily, invitations to dinner have prevented needing to live on them.
I slept on the futon last night, with Logan taking up half the mattress on one side and Gizmo tucked in behind my knees. It was as though they needed the solice of being close after the events of the day. Tomorrow they take their first flight on a plane.
Jeannette and Stephanie are past Moncton now, making good time and should comfortably make it to Halifax by 2:00 pm.
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